Lucy Lee had not been cooperative in bed that morning and her husband’s patience was thin. “I am most unhappy that our bank robbery shipment was hi-jacked. Did you see Nok that day?” Lucy was careful. Dong Sui See was a skilful interrogator. If he found out about her extra-marital activities…The previous evening, she had agreed to meet Lai Chan Chen at a very private address. After he had made love to her in the queen sized bed with cream silk sheets and matching pillows, he explained that Dong Sui See was more interested in the Nigerian crime syndicate than the missing three million baht.Lucy using her best actress voice whispered, “But that’s good news darling, innocent little Nok will take the blame.”“Your husband very clever man, I not sure,” said Lai.Lucy rolled back on top of him, her firm white breasts with aroused pink nipples shimmering with desire as she guided him inside. “Let me worry about my husband. Now fill me one more time.” …“Sorry darling, I have a terrible headache,” she lied. Apart from being exhausted. She waited for several seconds. Pretended to think back to the bank robbery. “Ah, yes I remember, Nok came to see me at the beauty salon. Poor girl, she was a little stressed. I told her to take a massage and relax awhile. Our best masseuse, Ngn, took care of her. You know Ngn; she has given you many traditional massages. After that, Nok left. I think she was meeting someone at the Lucky-Nine club.” Her husband smiled. She wasn’t sure what it meant. “Thank you my sweet cherry blossom, it is much clearer now.” *** When Lucy told him about Ngn, Dong Sui See had permitted a smile. Yes he knew Ngn. A lot more than Lucy did. And Ngn’s traditional massages included extra care. At lunchtime that day in Dong Sui See’s massage room, Ngn was adamant. “I look after Nok. Give massage and make tea. Not see briefcase.” Dong Sui See sighed and rolled over on his back with his gown open. Later she was rewarded with another assignment, and a 2,000 baht tip. That afternoon Don Sui See arranged to meet Nok at Café Thai. They sat in a quiet corner outside under the shade of a young lemon balm tree, growing in a teak box container. Dong Sui See exchanged pleasantries with Nok whilst Fon, the waitress, served them green tea and sesame shrimp biscuits. He waited until their conversation moved onto her future role in the family business. “I am very pleased with your progress. Soon you will control an important project. First though, tell me about the bank robbery. How did you manage the delivery of the money so skilfully?” Nok blushed. “Thank you grandfather. It was simple. I gave my empty case to Mark, the bank manager, and he gave me his case with the money inside and combination lock. Case very heavy.” “This Mark,” asked Dong Sui See, “He is in the Bangkok Hilton prison?” Nok pouted. “He no good, go with lady bar, I finish with him and take money instead. Not see him again.” Dong Sui See ignored her outburst. Sipped his tea. “Okay you take money, then what?” “Take case to Lucky-Nine club.” “You go straight to Lucky-Nine club, not stop anywhere?” “Yes. Gave case to bartender for cousin Lai. Then go to apartment of new Farang boyfriend.” Dong Sui See put his teacup back on its saucer. He gave no indication that he knew better. Probably she didn’t want to show weakness and lose face. “This Farang,” he queried, “does he have business in Thailand?” “He hunt for black man. They kill friend Lin at 7-Eleven and take money. I very scare. Farang good to me, give me money.” She touched her neck and extended her arm. “Buy gold necklace, and gold bracelet, and gold ring.” Dong Sui See gave a compassionate smile. “Yes, the robbery. I was overjoyed to hear my little songbird was safe. Your Dragon protects you.” Nok blushed again. “You have been blessed with good fortune. Stay close to your Farang. Maybe he has business that I am interested in also. Keep me informed, especially if it involves any black person. Then I give you money for business.” Nok nodded enthusiastically and, clasping her hands, gave a polite Wai. “Thank you grandfather.” Dong Sui See opened a silver case and permitted himself a rare cigarette. Now he would wait.

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Bio: British age 74 (young) retired and living in Thailand. Profession, Charity Auditor working in some 40 countries over the last ten years before retiring. Familiar with writing reports to professional standard. Sense of humour, reserved, realist and down to earth. Enjoy writing with a passion for the unusual.Genre: Fiction crime Email: stephenterry747@hotmail.comPhone: 0066823250835 Thailand